A poem describing turning around

Don't go to the north city, turn back to amber. Xicheng tactic, turn around for a lifetime, glazed white.

72 poems

Chengtan is like a mirror mill, there is no wind and no waves.

Turn around and don't leave the starting point. It's more geometric to look closely.

Momeitu inscription

Based on the north wind blowing ice, plum blossom branches are like spring sea.

Spring fragrance is scattered, and the vegetation is nameless and glorious.

The moonlight in Changlin Valley is new, and the south branch and the north branch are clean and dust-free.

Who is Guangping thinking? It's just stone and stone.

At the end of the year, Yanshan was misty, and no one came to Juyong Gubei.